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#you were my everything
cloudyriffs · 11 months
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I was this FOR YOU and it wasn't good enuff !!
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shitty-quotes · 6 months
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i look forward to the day where hearing your name doesnt invoke pain in my heart, a clouded head, and tears in my eyes
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lolimapieceofshit · 1 year
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themoonscherry · 11 months
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cursedinwonderland · 11 months
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I feel so lost. I know I have my friends, who I could confide in, but I don‘t want them to know how much of a disappointment I really am. You were the only one I was totally honest with. I miss you so much.
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alengmae · 2 years
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Some really depressing news...
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youonlyzingonce · 2 years
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poorly-drawn-mdzs · 1 month
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Must be a Sugondese joke.
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gibbearish · 6 months
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love when ppl defend the aggressive monetization of the internet with "what, do you just expect it to be free and them not make a profit???" like. yeah that would be really nice actually i would love that:)! thanks for asking
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montanabohemian · 10 months
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if i see a single one of you pissed that your faves canceled an event or a con appearance because they're striking for fair wages then imma come for you in your sleep 🔪🔪🔪
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(direct that fury where it belongs: AMPTP and the execs)
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valeriapryanikova · 4 months
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This season, on Hermitcraft...
(speedpaint)
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shitty-quotes · 1 year
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you were my everything. and now you are nothing.
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thesoftboiledegg · 10 months
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inwhatway · 1 year
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To my ex girlfriend:
You know what’s one of the things that suck the most? All the things I woulda told you by now😔
God, we used to tell each other EVERYTHING! E-VER-RY-THING.🥹
You were the first person who genuinely made time stop. The main reason why I speak fast, is because we live in such a: “get to the point” kinda world. If I don’t speak fast or get to the point fast enough, I’d be wasting a person’s time and they’d stop listening or they’ll start interrupting me, which will make getting to the point take longer. We’re all victims and perpetrators of this. Even you are…
But ma’am, you were the first person who meant it when you’d say: “take your time”
I mean yes you’re a psych student, so it’s part of your training. But it was you. I could always tell when psychologist you would come to the fore.
You loved me so much that you taught herself how to slow my thoughts down from the outside.
Einstein himself said time is an illusion, so lowkey we can stop it.
And you stopped it.
At times, froze it.
I got used to knowing that I had someone I could slow me all the way down.
I got used to knowing I have someone who wants to hear everything I have to say.
I got used to knowing I have someone to remind me that it’s okay to take my time, because we have all the time we need.
You got me used to all that, and more…
Damn🫠
I wish we had more time.
I’ll see you soon…
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fulgurbugs · 4 months
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Guess who caught up in the manga
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earl-of-221b · 6 months
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I can’t explain what blue eye samurai makes me feel…….its a typical revenge story, a man sets out on his hero’s journey to kill the four men who have wronged him. A lone ronin, wide brimmed hat and sword in hand, roaming Edo Japan on his vendetta. But he’s not a man. He’s a woman. And how has he been wronged? What’s she getting revenge on?
On the fact that she exists. She wants revenge on the four white men that could possibly have conceived her. Who got her Japanese mother pregnant with a blue-eyed child. And not just any blue-eyed child, but a girl child. How is she possibly supposed to live in the world like that? For the wrong of being conceived, for the wrong of being born, for the wrong of being birthed into a world that will never love or accept her, she will kill her father.
I don’t know what level of convoluted self hate that is. Is she a child of rape? Or a child of a whore? Halfway through I realise what she told herself at the start couldn’t possibly be true - it’s not really for her mother. Her mother wasn’t the root of her vendetta, she wasn’t really doing it for her. When she leaves that farm and leaves the chance to live a simple, legitimate life as a woman, she goes right back to hunting down the men. Those men personally wronged her.
And then there’s so much to be discussed surrounding the way she grew up, because as a boy child and a man she can afford so much more than life has dealt her. Her swordfather who took her in out of the love and care in his heart had no shame in teaching a mixed man his art. The face of a ‘demon’ is fine. But not the identity of a woman. Shh. Don’t say it. Don’t confess. He knows and doesn’t want to hear it.
And because she’s lived that way her entire life for safety and security, she’s so completely alienated from being a woman, perhaps she really is he. But not really by choice. Or is it? The thing she does best is the art of killing, the art of men. Gender is a prison and gender is a performance and she has to choose which to perform. The times cannot reconcile hatred and violence with a woman. So she lives as a man.
So she can get revenge on her father, for revenge on herself.
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